Chapter 8 Just A Dream

AELLA How can I please you? I must be out of my mind. He didn't respond for a very long time and my heart began to beat faster I feared he might even hear it. "You want to please me?" he questions trailing his finger down my exposed throat. "Yes," I respond in a husky voice. He quirks his eyebrow smiling. it's not a full-blown smile but I want to run my tongue down his teeth to his throat. he pulls me closer, and I moan when he kisses my temple. "I am not a good man Aella; I am not a saint either. I have had my fair share of women but something about you brings out the dominating part of me, the part I would prefer to keep hidden." "I want to be yours, make me yours Ace" I want him so badly. "I would never let you go once I have a taste; I am no gentle lover either, I don't want to hurt you." I know he would never hurt me; I trust him. "I know I want you; you won't hurt me." I think that does it for him because he slowly starts unbuttoning my shirt, his hands brushing against my breasts with every movement. "What is it, Angel?" "I have never..." I lose my train of thought when he pushes the shirt off me, exposing my naked breasts. "I am a virgin" I immediately blurt out, giving him time to reject me. "I will understand if that doesn't make you want me." I try to stand up, but he doesn't let me go. "Why would you ever think I don't want you?" "I thought you might have noticed. You stopped kissing me in the car." I thought hard about why the kiss had ended abruptly and that was the only logical explanation I could come up with. "Aella, that had nothing to do with you. I kissed you without your permission, you were in shock, and I didn't want to scare you further." he pats my hair smiling. "How can I please you?" I want to kiss you; I think I might go mad if I don't kiss you. "Use your words, Angel. you know how much I love it when you speak." "Can I kiss you?" "Aella" he murmured leaning in to run his nose up the side of mine. his lip touched mine briefly while he held my eyes. He touched his mouth to mine again, more firmly, his mouth tormenting me with a delicate tease that I couldn't get enough of. I wasn't even aware of leaning closer until I felt his hand on my hair holding me still as he teased the seam of my lips with his tongue. I am a wet mess, and he isn't even touching me. My tongue meets his hesitantly, my hand touching the side of his neck as I press my lips more fully to his. He stands carrying me, and placing me on his desk, parting my legs, he stands between them and resumes kissing me. We start kissing for real, urgently, our tongues fighting for leadership, He eats my mouth like a snack, biting my lips until I taste blood. His fingers sprayed over my lap, spreading my legs even wider to make room for him. His length pressed against the most intimate part of me, as hard as steel as he nestled between me like he was always meant to be there. He bends his head, touching his wicked tongue to my nipple in a wet tease before fully drawing it into his mouth and sucking. "Ace" My hands go to his hair, both pulling him closer and trying to tug him away as sensations explode through me. His hand touched my other breast, pinching my nipple harshly as he continued to worship my right breast. "Please," I say moaning, I don't even know what I am begging for. He slid his hand down my breast to my shorts, shoving it down, I lifted my hip so he could pull it from between my legs. I was suddenly naked, and he was fully dressed. "You are unbelievable. How can you be this perfect?" Naturally, I spread my legs wide so Ace has full access. He spares me one glance before going on his knees. I flushed when I realised his intention. "Please no.." He darts his tongue out gliding the wet muscle up my slit. A gasp leaves my throat as pleasure engulfs me. He covers the entirety of my pussy with his mouth. His tongue thrusts inside me, when he stiffens his tongue and licks my clit, I nearly lose it. He presses one finger inside me, it is painful but not particularly unbearable. I screamed his name when he curled his finger causing my muscles to contract. "You are weeping for me Angel" He groaned applying more pressure until he worked his finger inside me. He pumped his finger in and out of me slowly, A second finger joined the first, pressing in and stretching me while I winced from the burn. His tongue continues sucking my clit, his fingers pumping into me relentlessly. My eyes roll and my hips grind his face. My hand grabs the back of his head, bringing him closer to my pussy. He touched a part inside me that felt different, I grasped my hips towards his face. Pressing harder, he moved those fingers more firmly and I shattered, arching my back and spasming around him. I tightened my hold on his hair, wrapping my leg around his head as I lost control of my body. He doesn't stop finger fucking me, prolonging my orgasm. When I had relaxed fighting to catch my breath. I let go of his hair gasping. "Are you okay?" I am sure he couldn't breathe with my legs and hands around him. "You can suffocate me anytime." He replies laughing and pecking me on the lips. I blush looking down at his erection, he looks too big even still clothed. "Thank you, that was unbelievable." "Surely you have had enough orgasms before now." My breath caught, staring up at him. "You are the first man I have ever kissed." "Angel." He says in a husky voice. "I don't deserve your innocence. I am going to corrupt you for me." Our lips connect. My world explodes into stars as we kiss. I feel everything for him, there is no one else, just him. Hitching my legs around his back, his hand moves up to grip the column of my throat, his thumb shifting my chin to direct and control our lips. Cupping his jaw to deepen our kiss, I feel his arousal hard between my legs. I wriggle until his erection is thrumming along the sensitive flesh between my folds. I begin to grind against him desperate for more. His mouth becomes fiercer on mine. "You want more, that pleases me. I am tight all over, desperate for him. "Please Ace..." I say moaning. "Please help me." He lowers one hand to slide a finger inside me, and a second follows suit almost immediately. "Yes Angel, you are so wet for me, so greedy for my fingers." He adds a third finger stretching me, when he starts to move all three, I am blanketed in stars. "You are so tight Angel; I need to stretch you. You are so tiny. I am going to fuck all your little holes soon; I will fill you with my cum..." My second orgasm takes me by surprise. "Ace" I pulse around his fingers as he rubs my climax from me. "You are so responsive and that pleases me." He pecks my closed eyelids. I am so exhausted. "Show me those eyes Angel, you have the most beautiful eyes, they can bring even the strongest man to his knees." I open my eyes lazily, watching him. "I want to fuck you, I want to fill you with my cum, I want to hear you scream my name as you come on my cock. But this would do for now." His hand slide into my hair, fisting the strand tightly. He kisses my face, jaw, and throat. I moan tiredly as his lips skate along my collarbone before biting the ridge gently. He moves his mouth to my breast sucking on my nipple until my moans become throaty. His hand moves to my pussy, and I close my legs instinctively "I don't think I can do it again." "You can for me, give me one more. let me hear you scream my name." Two of his fingers are inside me again, he isn't gentle like before, his free hand starts stroking my thighs, smacking them with enough force to make me gasp. He pulled his hand back again and landed another sharp smack on my left thigh. He continues pumping his fingers inside me. my pleasure was growing faster. "Ace...I am going to come...please make me come." He withdrew his finger almost immediately bringing them to my lips. "Open, use your tongue to make them clean. Taste how sweet you are my filthy girl." I did as he ordered, cleaning my arousal off his finger as my pussy throbbed for more. He resumes pumping his fingers inside me, pushing me closer to my third orgasm. He smacks my thigh again, forcing a moan from my lips, he captures my nipple in his mouth, biting to the point of pain, I scream his name, coming forcefully when he lands a slap on my pussy. My third orgasm goes on and on never-ending, he continues fingering and biting my nipples, heightening my pleasure. "Angel." that is the last thing I hear before I black out. *************** DON'T FEEL "Aella!" I swallow my screams as I watch Mama lock the main doors. Today is Sunday, a sacred and Holy day for mama. I have been feeling sick for days and I have also been throwing up, so I didn't go to church. Like every other Sunday, mama leaves before dawn, she believes that one has to respect the maker and his anointed prophet by being in his sacred building before the pastor arrives. I know she is furious; Mama never understands, she never understood my brothers and I secretly blame her for their deaths, I cannot confront her, she would make me knee for hours begging the maker to deliver me from the devil for daring to speak to my mother in such a malicious manner. "Get on your knees you serpent!" I obey immediately, kneeling on the cold hard floor and resisting the urge to throw up. She kneels beside me, stroking my hair, and she starts weeping. "You are one bad thing that my saviour has given me, I understand it is a punishment for my sins." I understand her, I have heard this line since I learnt how to speak. When Mama was younger, she fell in love with my dad, her parents were against it, but Mama chose to elope with him. To Mama, her children are her punishment for disobeying her parents. She touches her forehead to mine and my heart starts pounding for I know what would come next. I beg, it never works, but a tiny part of me hopes it would one day. "Why have you chosen to forsake the church and its mission? Why have you chosen to lie in bed in pretence to avoid the divine blessing your maker has installed for you!" "I am sorry mama." my eyes cloud with tears. God, please touch her heart so she forgives me. "I feel so sick mama, I am sorry for being this weak." She stands immediately, her eyes shining with hatred. "You will burn in flames child; your soul will drown in the deepest oceans. I pity you; I weep for your condemned soul; I fear your heart which was born in sin. Even with the distance, your father's demonic blood runs through your veins. It has made you wretched, beyond repair, and even now, your eyes dance in flames for it is one with Satan." Mama has always hated my eye colours; she said it looked demonic. DON'T FEEL. I scream when she drags me by the hair, the pain is blinding. She is taking me to the store, I hate it there. She pushes me inside ignoring my continuous Pleading. "The fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone, which is the second death." She looks at me one last time before shutting the door, I shriek when I hear the lock sound. I am cold, it is always cold here, I continue to squeeze my eyes shut because I know what awaits me when I open them. Mirrors, thousands of them, reflecting who I am, showing me how condemned my soul was. My teeth start jamming, my bleeding knees start burning and the pain in my head is unbearable. I open my eyes and I see myself in the mirrors, there are thousands of me everywhere. I start to wail again, and I only stop when my throat starts to burn. Sometimes she leaves me here for two days, only opening the door at night to give me a glass of water. I wiped my tears and started praying for my father, hoping he would come and take me away from Mama, and that's when I saw him. I stand hesitantly, moving slowly to him. "Aella, Aella" Something feels wrong, I scream when I see blood gushing out of his head, his eyes don't leave mine even as he falls to his knees. "Fuck Aella!" I continue kicking my feet and my hands in the air, howling, trying to get away. "Breathe Angel, it's just a dream. I am here baby." "Ace?" I stop fighting when I recognize Ace's voice. He hugs me patting my hair and kissing my forehead. "I have got you, baby, it was just a dream." I start crying, weeping for my dead brothers, my mama and my father who I watched die.